[ That look on her face stabs him right through the chest. He should have left a long, long time ago. He should never have even come back in the first place, if he were being honest, but feelings of sentimentality got in the way, made him act against his better judgment.
And now here he was, his feelings getting in the way again, but now he was putting more than just himself at risk. ]
I know, I—
[ He sits heavily in the first chair he can find, scrubbing a hand over his face. ]
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And now here he was, his feelings getting in the way again, but now he was putting more than just himself at risk. ]
I know, I—
[ He sits heavily in the first chair he can find, scrubbing a hand over his face. ]
I can’t stay here.